Pigs, by Kathleen McCall

I’ve been conversing, as a new pig owner, with a friend who has many of them and has had them for years. They know that they’re the bottom of the food chain, she tells me. They don’t bite much and they’re not well-clawed and they haven’t a rabbit’s strong kicking legs. They’re down to two choices: run and hide, or if you can’t, stay stock still and perhaps no one will notice that you’re edible.